The trouble with lies was that once started, the fiction had to be continued, and it was hard always to be remembering details that you had made up upon the spur of the moment.

What is right for one couple is wrong for another. I would say that there are many more important factors to a happy marriage.

Anyone may have diamonds: an heirloom is an ornament of quite a different kind.

Charge less, but charge. Otherwise, you will not be taken seriously, and you do your fellow artists no favours if you undercut the market.

One remembers horrors, I think, for the rest of one's life, but memories do not always remain so sharp, and with time, and new circumstance, do not affect us so powerfully.

One's first love is always perfect until one meets one's second love.

Clergymen have much the same in their breeches as other men.

It is a sadness of growing older that some of us lose our ardent appreciation of what is new and different and difficult.

Easy enough to dismiss others' problems when you had none of your own.

Concern for someone else was a good remedy for taking the mind off one's own troubles.

People make one happy, not houses.

Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

Trials or little tests contain lessons to be learnt.

My purpose in life does not include a hankering to charm society.

You can't function in society if you don't involve yourself in the fictions society accepts about time. But you do so with the understanding that you're playing a game.

Being too thin. Being bigger. I've been criticized for being on both sides of the scale.

One can't carry one's father's corpse about everywhere.

To hurry through the rise and fall of a fine, full sentence is like defying the role of time in human life.

Now it's time to focus on basics for people in our neighborhoods... and real ethics reform at City Hall.

The strength you've insisted on assigning to others is actually within yourself.

The aim of forensic oratory is to teach, to delight, to move.